What does fate have to do with it? Everything.

How many fates are there that we can live through?

What do each of those different worlds look like?

And what would I my life look like?

Would I still be with you?

Would I even meet you?

Maybe, in another life, we are just strangers

We pass by each other in a store

Maybe we bump into each other as we go on our way

We look at each other and turn away

And our lives go on

As if nothing happened

And you're not in my life

You're just the stranger

I would never know your name

I would never know how much you like the Beach Boys

I would never know your secrets

You would never know about my obsession with the Golden Girls

And how much I like your cat, Moulder

You would just be the man that I'll never remember

Our lips would never have touched

And, at the end of the day

We would go home to other people

And we would never know

Who the other person was